I’m sorry just tell you that my friend, Dwayne Cunningham, lost his battle for life. He fought the good fight, but in the end that diabolical disease of lupus was too devastating.
A few weeks ago we had a conversation. He was in rehab but he had a relapse and was considering going back to the hospital for more surgery. During that conversation he said to me that he was tired and felt like giving up. Normally one would encourage the person not to think that way, but something inside of me told me that I should just listen. I truly understood the level of his suffering and encouraging him to endure more seemed selfish and unrealistic. I knew that he was near the end at that moment. It was hard to say goodbye to such a close and dear friend. The only solace I can take away from this is that he is no longer suffering.